Leng Aoshuang has a cold and arrogant personality, and he will repay him, Lin Xuan's liquidation is really understood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Don't offend women if you offend anyone, because their vindictiveness is too strong and heavy, and they can always catch the most delicate moment to make you unable to guard against it.

Now Lin Xuanqing is speechless, no one believes that Leng Aoshuang, a person who is cold and not easy to get close to, would bet on his reputation and tell a big lie.

Xue Henghou was jealous, as Leng Aoshuang's suitor, he didn't know how much effort he had spent trying to please this woman, and even became a little unscrupulous in the end, and in the end he didn't get the opportunity to kiss Fangze. Now he was told that the cold fairy in his heart had already been picked by someone for a long time, and his mood was so bad that he could imagine it.

"You are so daring, you actually dare to touch the woman that Xue has a crush on!" Xue Henghou's anger was successfully stimulated, and he scolded Lin Xuanqing.

Leng Aoshuang's trick to lead the water to the east really worked, even if Lin Xuanqing originally had the intention of staying out of the matter, it was impossible to get out now.

"Get out!"

Lin Xuanqing originally wanted to explain and debunk Leng Aoshuang's little tricks. But Xue Henghou's scolding directly made him change his mind, this kind of person didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, so naturally there was no need to explain.

As soon as he said this, he brought with him a wave of domain energy, like an invisible sword, blasting into Xue Henghou's ears.

Airplanes~~

Xue Henghou only felt a pinprick pain in his head, his ears were bleeding, and his eardrums were directly shattered by this word.

How can it be so strong?

Xue Henghou has always regarded Lin Xuanqing as a person of his own rank, but he is only good at some special secret method of concealing cultivation, but the cruel reality makes him realize that the man in front of him, who looks calm and breezy, is definitely an extremely difficult opponent.

If it was before entering the Hall of the Dead, he would definitely shy away from such a person, after all, he knew that he was going to die and provoke him, which would inevitably seem like he was too stupid. Now it's different, because he has his killer weapon that is enough to make him invincible.

"Bang~~"

This time, he no longer spoke, but waved out his palm as a response to Lin Xuanqing hurting himself with sound waves.

The applause was thunderous, and the power was so great that it even shrouded Qin Mengge in the palm of his hand.

"I can't help myself!" Lin Xuanqing was suddenly angry, this person was so uninteresting, pestering again and again, if he didn't teach him a profound lesson, I am afraid that troubles would come one after another. Even if he dealt with Xue Henghou, knowing that he would fall into Leng Aoshuang's calculations, he couldn't care so much.

Lin Xuanqing stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and shouted: "Break!" Poked at the palm print suddenly, with a soft "pop", the pressure around him disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Xue Henghou's palm drooped, and there was a blood hole in the palm, and a wisp of blood flowed down the palm edge.

"Abolishing your palm is a lesson for you, if you dare to be verbose, my next finger will take your life. Lin Xuanqing said proudly.

To deal with a mere overhaul, you don't need those powerful supernatural powers at all, you only need to move your fingers.

The gap between the two sides is clear at a glance.

Xue Henghou's face was ugly, and he found that around the blood hole on his palm, there was actually a special blue gas swirling around him, which greatly slowed down the healing speed of the wound. Otherwise, with his supernatural attainments, even if his entire arm is cut off, it will only be a matter of minutes to stop the bleeding, and he will not let the blood flow.

"You forced me. Xue Henghou raised his head, raised his arm and let the blood in his palm drip into his mouth, his mouth was filled with his own scarlet blood, and his face was a little more hideous.

A strong, pungent smell of blood emanated from all around him, quickly filling the entire Nether Cavern.

Xue Henghou's aura was increasing, increasing at an astonishing speed, and he soon broke through the Infant Yuan Realm and stepped into the Divine Departure Realm, and these were not the end...... The smell of blood, which was so strong that it made people tremble, was already rich and almost substantial, and the Netherworld Cave suddenly entered a blood-colored world.

"Bloody corpse...... No, it's the breath of ancient blood corpses. Lin Xuanqing looked at this scene in shock, as if he had returned to the swamp full of bloody corpses.

This guy floated through the weak water with the help of the ancient coffin containing the ancient blood corpse, but is the ancient blood corpse so easy to talk to? Without a large number of blood sacrifices, how can the ancient blood corpse be satisfied? And according to Lin Xuanqing's calculations, even if all the monks who entered the Hall of the Dead are added up, it may not be enough for a blood sacrifice.

He thought that Xue Henghou was carrying a vessel that could nourish souls and sacrifice a large number of living souls, but now he found that he was probably wrong in his estimation.

It should be said that Xue Henghou didn't know how many sacrifices to consume at all, and forcibly sacrificed blood when the sacrifices were obviously insufficient, and finally although the ancient coffin coffin was opened, the ancient blood corpse took advantage of the weakness and controlled his body with some unknown secret method.

That is to say, there is no change in the current Xue Henghou on the surface, but the depths of his body have been eroded by the ancient blood corpse, and he has fused with this body little by little.

"Evil beast, dare to sneak into the Netherworld Cave without permission, don't get out of here!"

Before Lin Xuanqing could think of a countermeasure, an old and majestic voice in the Netherworld Cave had already sounded, and then a black mist that was so fast that people couldn't see it suddenly appeared, and smashed into Xue Henghou's chest. That Xue Henghou screamed, and was directly thrown out of the cave, and the smell of blood in the cave suddenly faded a lot.

When Lin Xuanqing looked at it, he found that at the entrance of the cave, there was a strong man of the Fallen Immortal Clan, and there were actually twelve pairs of wings on his back.

The old man was dressed in a black robe, with dazzling patterns, and his breath was deep and terrifying.

"Haha, hahaha! Fu Ping, your Fallen Immortal Clan has occupied the Fallen Immortal Pool for 10,000 years, and it's time for my Blood Clan to practice. ”

Outside the cave, Xue Henghou's voice became hoarse and arrogant, having lost its original stability and gained a little more inoffensive majesty.

The black-robed Fallen Immortal Clan's powerhouse looked through the dark curtain, looked straight in a certain direction outside the cave, and said with disdain: "Hmph, you are just a bunch of semi-finished products made by my Fallen Immortal Clan powerhouse when he was refining the puppet, and it is already an extrajudicial favor to you to let you sleep underground for tens of thousands of years." Not only do you not know gratitude, but you still want to covet the Fallen Immortal Pool, and you don't know whether you are alive or dead. ”

"Hehe, I don't know if you live or die?" Xue Henghou laughed, "You have only been guarding the Fallen Immortal Pond for a thousand years, and you actually dare to say such big things to the old man, even if the twenty-four pairs of winged old guys in your clan are at their peak, they can't let me do anything." It's up to you, it's a little too self-conscious!"

Fu Ping's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The name of the blood ancestor, the old man is naturally like thunder. But around this Fallen Immortal Pool, there are prohibitions that specifically restrain the blood clan. Naturally, your body doesn't dare to venture forward, and at most, it controls other people's bodies to enter as it does now. In such a state, how much strength can you exert yourself?"

Bloodline, Blood Ancestor?

Lin Xuanqing and Qin Mengge glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep shock in each other's eyes. It turned out that there was not only one race of fallen immortals in this space, but also the existence of the blood clan. And listening to the meaning of Fu Ping's words, the strength of the blood clan is not inferior to that of the fallen immortal clan.

Things got complicated all of a sudden. (To be continued.) )